v6 Chapter 97： Give you all

On the mountain of Pak Kung, the autumn wind rolled leaves, and the dead branches fell into the loess.

Dozens of hills, the monks of Huanyinfang looked at the huge cloud of aura mushrooms in the sky, stunned and distracted.

Saint Ji is King Qi?

they do not know.

I didn't know it before, and it's not clear right now.

At least from beginning to end, Saint-Jean did not admit it.

However, whether Saint Ji is King Qi or not, falling below the blue sky at this moment is a huge disaster for the Magic Square.

Apart from that, at this moment, King An could kill them. Even if you can't kill them all, you can kill most of them. Who can guarantee that they are not in the majority?

Even the first order of the face is not guaranteed.

She looked at the mushroom cloud, her hands were cold.

As the first person under the sacred voice of Sacred Magic Square, the first reunion has not yet figured out why Sister Ji joined forces with King An to kill the endangered King Wu. If you do not join King Wu against King An, you should at least save King Wu's life. Otherwise, how will this true King An deal with it in the future?

Saint Ji's motives left Diantong confused.

Could it be that Saint Ji fell in love with King An, so he ignored it?

As soon as this idea came up, it was obliterated by the first rule. This is ridiculous! The world is arguing, where is the love? From the beginning of the Chaos in Huangchao, King Qi devoted his life to battle, battled the battlefield, and spent the rest of his life fighting hard. This was the foundation of Guanzhong Jiye. Afterwards, the soldiers, Chang'an, and the Emperor of Heaven were born.

With the image of Kyushu, Dangcun Qingyi's will.

Such a saint-ji, or such a king of Qi, would the children have a long-lasting love?

After all the doubts were too late to understand, the Sri Lankans passed away, leaving the world to ask forever.

The first commander was full of shame and could not help tears.

King Qi, what are you thinking? Why are you so stupid?

The mushroom cloud dissipated.

Someone fell straight from the cloud.

To be precise, it should be a corpse. The first rule is extremely confirming this. Suddenly, her pupils shrank. wrong. Why is there only one body? In the gas explosion, there may be no corpse, which means that the people who are in it have died out. There can also be two bodies.

But it should not be a corpse.

and many more!

The first commander trembled like a pot of cold water.

Where is An Wang?

Why didn't I see King An from rising from the mushroom cloud?

Suddenly, the first commander widened his eyes.

In the middle of the dissipated mushroom cloud, water ripples suddenly appeared at the original location of Saint Ji. In his unbelievable gaze, the two figures slowly moved from reality to reality, as if emerging from a mirror.

The Cabernet pike was still held in his hand, straight and stab-like.

The person holding the gun is naturally Saint-Jean.

Saint Ji, who was unscathed, but as a chicken?

It was indeed a dumbfounded chicken, because she was snatched in her arms. The man who took her sideways, with one hand sticking out in the direction of the front finger of the spear, spread his five fingers in the shape of a sky. Perhaps it's not Optimus, but something that supports something. Something invisible to the naked eye.

What exactly was that thing that blocked the attack brought by Gao Yan's self-detonation?

Leadership also stayed. What is it that is necessary to stop a monk who is the real peak of the Yangshen and provoke the self-detonation of the heavenly machine?

The first commander of course does not know the answer to "sky mirror".

It can convert between virtual and real, weaken and enhance the attacking goggles.

There is also "Sky Shield".

Saint Ji doesn't know.

So it took her a long time to return to God.

She thought she would die.

When Gao Yong still had a lot of vitality, she resolutely turned her back and pulled her all together. This was beyond her expectation, just as she couldn't imagine how Gao Yong hated her. In the roaring explosion of the sky, she saw the white light that obstructed her vision, and she thought she would explain it here.

She closed her eyes.

For a long time, I didn't feel pain. Perhaps suddenly, the body does not have time to feel pain. Saint Ji opened her eyes—she found that she could still open her eyes, so she wanted to see what the world was like after her death. She was wondering why she didn't have the spirit and she decided to figure it out.

Too late to figure out the problem, she was stinging there.

Saint Ji, looking up, found that in the field of vision, except for the blue sky, there was only one side face.

The other hand stretched out and was standing in front of her in the shape of a sky, as if holding the entire sky.

She was amazed.

Can't help speeding up his heartbeat.

She recognized the side face the first time.

She felt incredible.

Is this uncle dead with himself? Dead soul still keeps the last action of his life? Want to hold the sky for them both?

This is of course nonsense.

Saint Ji blushed.

The senses returned to her, and she immediately realized that her waist was pinched. She looked down, looking over the twin peaks that obstructed her vision, and figured out her current position.

She gritted her teeth immediately to the human in front of her: "How long are you going to keep this posture?"

Li Huan turned back and smiled brightly under the empty blue sky. "Is he handsome?"

...

Falling from the air, of course, was Gao Ling's body. His sea was destroyed, his veins were broken, and his bones became scum. The whole body was a pool of rotten meat, and he was barely kept in a human shape with a skin.

His consciousness gradually dissipated, and his last sight fell on Mount Palgong, and then passed over Palgong Mount, and fell on the Qianli Liangtian, the boundless wilderness, such as the rivers. Huainan, south of the Huaihe River, is his territory here. Used to be.

Qian Qiu's dedication, in a flash of smoke.

After all, this world failed to surname Gao, it still surnamed Li.

Gao Yan sighed silently and closed his eyes.

He, Gao Ye, a world-wide general, entered the army when he was a teenager, and knew the military affairs and general strategy, which the veteran valued and appreciated by the emperor. During the rebellion of Fanzhen Town, he was often ordered to go on expeditions, and all the expeditions had established marvelous achievements. As a result, the generals were so high that the generals were drawn back.

The world praises its famous talents.

Unfortunately, the famous general became a vassal and embarked on a dead end.

The last picture that emerged in Gao Yong's mind was that when he was young, the Jinyi steed and the flying eagle walked out of Changan. That year he was romantic, and the sun was just that day. Chickens and dogs jumped outside the city gate, and the dust was on the official road. The road leading to the world is so straight and wide that there is no end to it.

The world is fighting, the soldiers and horses stand side by side, but there is no other leader.

...

On the hills of Pak Kung, the trees are withered and yellow, the autumn wind is blowing, and the clothes are light, and Li Zhi stands side by side with Sheng Ji and looks at the stream wilderness.

For a long time, Shengji said, "Bagong Mountain is really a strange land. Within 30 years, two kings have been buried ... Oh, to be precise, three were buried."

Li Yan didn't look back at her, "What King Qi wants to say is more straightforward." Before waiting for Sheng Ji to speak, he suddenly grinned: "Of course, if it is Saint Ji, it's fine to be gentle, after all, it's a woman."

Saint Ji's eyebrows were like a sword, and his chest was violently undulating.

She snorted. "Since the return of Zhang Yichao, the Guiyi Army has become increasingly weak, and has lost territory frequently in the past few years. Strangely, the situation has stabilized since the first visit to the sandbar in Nangong."

Li Yan: "The first Nangong is just a monk, and it should be stable."

Saint Ji: "So who is the man who went with him?"

"Whoever Qi Qi thinks is, that's who."

"Oh, King Ann, King Ann, you guys are really very talented and you play like monkeys in the world!"

Li Yan shrugged: "This is really not intentional."

Saint Ji originally wanted to refute, but after much thought, she was speechless.

The two did not speak for a while, and the scene fell silent.

After a moment, Li Xun first said: "Gao Xuan is dead, Confucianism is difficult to support, and Huainan will be fixed soon, but I do n’t know what King Qi has?"

Sheng Ji stared at Li Zheng with a sullen expression on his face. "If I said that the withdrawal of troops was going back to the customs, I would use Tongguan as the boundary with An Wang. The two sides would not invade each other, would An Wang agree?"

Li Ye smiled, "Why Qi Qi open your eyes and talk nonsense, this is not what you think. In fact, I am curious, why did you help me kill Gao Ye today?"

Saint Ji did not answer immediately. She waved her hand and motioned to the Monk of the Magic Square to step down.

I walked down to the stone table and sat down, looking at Xiaoser Mountain View. After a long silence, I slowly spoke inexplicably: "From the moment I knew you were you, I knew that the world was set. You go Before Kunlun, it was unstoppable. Who can stop you now? "

Li Xun did not leave, still standing by the big stone, watching Sheng Ji's side face listening to her talking.

Saint Ji continued: "Today, if I help Gao Ye, he can really survive. But what? He is seriously injured, and we may not be able to kill you together. If we cannot defeat you, wait for your army to eat it Wu Jun, depending on your arrangement in Huai Si, my soldiers and horses will not retreat. The best result is to retreat to Huainan. However, what's the use of it? You only need to block the Huai River to go straight to Guanzhong.

"Lost Guanzhong's foundation. Hundreds of thousands of troops are just rootless duckweed. When you take Guanzhong, what soldiers and warriors will I bring from Guanzhong? At that time, whether you take Hanzhong or Shuzhong, then Going down the river, or crossing the Huaihe River directly to the south, it only takes two or three years. During this time, Gao Ling couldn't restore his vitality at all, how could he not stop you. "

After listening to Li Maozhen's remarks, Li Xun made no comment.

Li Maozhen sighed, "To this day, although your soldiers and horses have not yet taken the world by storm, the world is already in your pocket."

Li Yan still declined to comment.

The emperor Li Xun is still there, and the Tang Dynasty is still there. Li Xun is the Li Tang clan. As long as there is a general trend in the world, he can solve several major opponents. His Majesty does not need to cross every land. We will obediently loyal to the court.

Li Maozhen is true.

The premise is that Li Yan had to take Guanzhong first.

Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to overcome the challenge.

In the final analysis, Confucianism really needs to be done, and it takes time to govern the local area and improve its national strength. Worried about being breached.

After a moment of groaning, Li Maozhen didn't reply: "I can give it to Guanzhong. But you also have to fulfill your promise and let me continue to be the King of Qi. You see what I mean, I don't want to be a casual person, but to continue to lead the army. campaign!"

Speaking of which, Li Maozhen, who was sitting quietly at the stone table, paused, without turning back, "You might agree?"

Li Yan could not agree.

If you do not agree, then Huai Si **** battle.

Millions of armies on both sides fought to the last minute.

Li Ye said: "Of course you can. But you can't be stationed in the Chang'an army. According to custom, I will send generals and civilians to work in various towns in Guanzhong. For some critical points, I will also send my own constellation to the station.

Li Maozhen nodded and fell silent again.

Li Yan strangely said, "Don't you really worry about me breaking the bridge across the river?"

Li Maozhen smiled, turned his head, cut his eyes and looked at Li Yan, and asked quietly, "Will you?"

Li Yan said nothing.

The answer to this question is the same whether it is answered or not, after all, what is said in the mouth may not be put into action.

Li Maozhen stood up, stretched out, stretched, curvy, yawned, and slackened his mind: "I am exhausted by the days of battle. How do the towns in Guanzhong withdraw from Guanzhong? Make your own arrangements. I do n’t care. It is only responsible for signing the painting. "

With that said, she flew up from the top of the mountain and left alone, leaving only a sentence for those magical workshop monks: "You also listen to the arrangement of King An."

Seeing that Li Maozhen's clothes disappeared in the clouds, Li Yan was speechless, a little hesitant, and couldn't help falling into contemplation.

In fact, Gao Ling blew himself up, and he may not really be able to kill Li Maozhen.

The former has run out of energy, while the latter is still at its peak, and at most it is seriously injured.

The general trend in the world is not what Li Maozhen said.

To be precise, the general trend of the world is like what Li Maozhen said, and Li Zhen really needs to have a very important premise if he wants to succeed in the middle.

A premise that was ousted by Li Maozhen.